Dragon Warrior

The way to choose is not easy to understand. If it is not for the tight time, Wu Yi will definitely not give up. If the Juehuo Yuanli can be integrated into the Pure Yang True Fire, the total amount of Yuanli will not increase, but the Yuanli will change. If it is more cohesive, the success rate and combat power of the refining tool will be greatly improved. For Wu Yi who suffers from the lack of follow-up skills at this stage, it has unusual significance.

Juehuo is silent in the dantian, and all the energy of the earth fire is transformed into the pure pure yang fire, which can make subtle changes in firepower according to Wu Yi's thoughts, barely meeting the rigid requirements for refining high-level spiritual weapons. After seven days, the first step was finally taken.

Wu Yi let out a long sigh of relief, jumped off the stone bed, and came to the secret room where the demon spirits were stored. After careful inspection, although the mace had been formed, this crucial step had not been completed. Before using the spirit weapon, I had to use it to practice my hands.

It's a pity that I didn't find the ligers recorded in the Han family's ancestral home. I guess this kind of ferocious guy is not so easy to deal with. Finally, I picked a firemane bear. Its combat power is not weaker than that of a cultivator in the God Rush Realm. Even with the lost beast body, its fierce strength and fire-breathing ability have not disappeared, which is quite consistent with the aura of the mace.

"Brother Xiaomi, you have to step up your training, and wait until the moment our brothers meet again to show its true prestige." Wu Yi sighed in his heart, the current Huang Yulai has not broken through the Wing Transformation Realm, and he wants to control this superb handle The middle-grade spirit weapon is still a long way off, and the cultivation base must at least reach the level of the gods to be able to barely control it.

The dark brown soul light group kept struggling, trying to get rid of Wu Yi's control, but it was in vain. Sealing the soul required a powerful spiritual power, which was originally the most difficult step in refining the spirit weapon. For Wu Yi, there is no big challenge.

The mace was suspended in the air, and the pure yang real fire wrapped the whole body and heated it strongly. After an hour, it turned from black to red again, and the temperature in the entire secret room also increased a lot. The middle-grade spiritual weapon has turned into a liquid, but now it can only make its whole body crimson. To completely melt it, it needs even more terrifying high temperature.

The soul light group approached slowly, and Wu Yi's spiritual power condensed into an invisible big hand. He silently recited the spell in his heart, and submerged the light group into the mace like lightning. The mace was completely wrapped, the temperature dropped suddenly, and there was an ear-piercing 'squeak' sound. The moment Yuan Li retracted, the calm mace suddenly flew into the sky and came straight to the top of Wu Yi's head. More than ten thousand hectares.

"I wipe it, it's all sealed, and you're still so dishonest, looking for a beating!" Wu Yi stretched out his right hand, holding the mace tightly, and a drop of pale golden blood flew out from his fingertips, which instantly sank into the stick and disappeared. .

If you want to perform the seal technique, you must use the essence and blood as a guide, and then use the secret technique to suppress the spirits of the monsters, so that these violent guys will be tamed obediently. Xiong immediately became silent and didn't dare to toss about anymore.

"It's quite sensible, how about trying your power?" Wu Yi thought, the mace was full of black light, and a brown bear with a body length of more than three meters roared out. When it opened its mouth, a flame rushed out, and the roar echoed in the secret room The reverberation reverberates, and the eardrums hurt. If the cultivation base is a little weak, I am afraid that I will spit out blood and be seriously injured.

Wu Yi's first work ended perfectly. The power of the mace was even stronger than the evil blade, but it didn't depict the imprint of divine consciousness, and it was not so easy to manipulate. This was a spiritual weapon tailored for Huang Yulai. He didn't He didn't draw the imprint of divine consciousness, but put it into the Qiankun bag after testing the effect. Once the spiritual weapon has his shadow, it will not be easy for Huang Yulai to erase it. It is better to let him complete this step by himself .

The process of sealing the soul is not much different from what Wu Yi expected. The only moment when the seal is dangerous is that the power of consciousness not only resists the high temperature of the spirit weapon, but also suppresses the demon spirit. Breaking through the confinement, the consequences are unpredictable, and it is very likely that all previous efforts will be wasted.

The refining of low-grade spirit weapons is relatively simple and not challenging. The refining of middle-grade spirit weapons takes nearly ten days, and Wu Yi only has two months in total, and now eight days have passed. Time to refine a middle-grade spiritual weapon to accumulate experience. If you want to deliver the goods on time, you have to start now, and you can only cross the river by feeling the stones.

"Your grandpa's, you have to drive the ducks to the shelves, this old monster is really lingering!" Wu Yi's old skinny face flashed in his mind, and he shook his head and sighed. He thought he could temporarily avoid it by hiding in Han's house. He died, but I didn't expect things to develop like this, so I had to bite the bullet and get on with it.

Complaining was meaningless. After taking a breath, Wu Yi fell into meditation again, sitting upright, with long hair fluttering, just like a master of refining equipment, with a slight movement of his mind, the golden cauldron flew out far away, the golden light was brilliant, dazzling, and his arms were light. With a light lift, the Pure Yang True Fire whizzed out, turning into a raging fire, wrapping the tripod body, and began the first step of heating and forging.

The golden cauldron has the miraculous effect of condensing heat energy, which is much better than using pure yang real fire directly. In order to save time, we can only spend more power of spiritual consciousness, and this can deepen Wu Yi's divine sense and golden cauldron. The connection between them is also of great benefit to the improvement of his own combat power.

The iron and tungsten dug out from nowhere is extremely cold, and its hardness is no less than that of the tungsten concentrate mined from the black gold mine. It took three days to be able to forge it, while it only took three hours to forge the mace before, the gap between the two is obvious.

"Dang...dang...dang...dang..." The sledgehammer condensed with Yuanli hit the tungsten iron heavily, sparks scattered and the brilliance flowed, but there was no substantial change.

Wu Yijing's upper body was bare, with bulging veins. Every time he swung, sweat dripped down. Before he fell to the ground, the suffocating heat wave evaporated into mist, covering the entire secret room. The narrow space was full of strong emotions. Masculinity.

"Your grandfather forced me to do hard work. One day, I will treat your head as this stubborn iron and smash it hard!"

"Fuck me, what the hell is this thing? Why has it been knocked on for so long, and it hasn't changed at all."

"I'm almost exhausted like a dog, but you still haven't moved at all, it's so unreasonable!"

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The first step of forging a high-grade spiritual weapon was several times more difficult than Wu Yi imagined. The piece of tungsten iron sent by the Blood Bat Palace had special properties. He scolded and smashed it for ten days. Let it reach a state where it can be condensed, and at this time Wu Yi is too tired to get up. In the dantian, the vitality is about to be exhausted. No matter how much elixir is taken, it will not work. The moment the rough embryo took shape, he closed his eyes, fell on the scorching stone slab, and fell into a deep sleep.

Ten days and ten nights, non-stop circulation of Yuanli and the power of consciousness, no less than a fierce battle, the body and spirit were exhausted to the extreme, this sleep for nearly thirty hours, Wu Yi just woke up , sleep is an excellent way to recover the power of consciousness, and his perverted recovery ability, he does not need to deliberately adjust his breath, and his body functions can also be confidently recovered. When he woke up, he looked refreshed, full of energy, and had recovered To the whole body state.

The energy in the dantian became more condensed, wandering in the blood on its own, glowing with vitality, and the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness, vast and magnificent, unconsciously, the scope of exploration has expanded a lot, It can already cover a range of 2,000 meters around, which is of great help in detecting the enemy's situation and avoiding threats. The security level has been increased by at least one star.

"This is an excellent method of cultivation, but the process is too painful." Wu Yi is very happy that his cultivation base can improve rapidly, but recalling that process, he still feels a little numb. When you have reached the limit, but insist on persevering with a wave of belief, the feeling, without personal experience, is absolutely incomprehensible, and it is not ordinary people who can persevere. The second time, the hardships involved can be imagined.

The golden tripod stood firmly in the middle of the secret room, the bright light gradually faded, but it still looked so dazzling. Wu Yi stepped forward to see that the refined rough embryo was lying quietly in the middle of the big tripod, and the center was black. It was like ink, but white frost was condensed on the edge, and a heart-piercing chill hit the face, which was more than ten times stronger than before, and it was like a lump of ice.

"Old monster, I have to greet all the women in your family. Isn't this sincere against me?" Wu Yi's expression suddenly became very sad, because he knew very well that in the process of life and death just now, he had to Been through it all.

The attribute of tungsten iron is extremely cold, which is completely opposite to pure yang real fire, which means that Wu Yi has to spend twice, or even far more than twice, the energy to turn it into a liquid that can be reshaped. Do it, this is even more difficult than the forging process just now, once the temperature rises, if there is a slight slack, it will be empty. Blood Bat Palace is willing to pay three purple gold spirit stones, not because it is willing to be taken advantage of. It is also difficult for the old monsters of the Blood Bat Palace to do so.

"Mr. Han, if you really still have breath, you must help this time!" Wu Yi bowed respectfully to the golden cauldron. Even if he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, he still hopes that the cauldron will be raised at that critical moment. 'Can it sound again, he doesn't want to toss his life over and over again.